What kind of evil method is this? This is the righteous method..

Chapter 343 Disciple Song Ming Pays Homage to Daozu
Reception room.

Song Ming placed plastic cups filled with tea in front of everyone.

"Thank you." Lin Fan said.

"It should."

At this time, Song Ming felt very complicated and his brain was a little blank. The other party actually called himself "Xuan Dian".

As the person in charge of Chaotian Taoist Temple.

I basically stay here and don't go anywhere else. What I do every day is to walk around and stroll around the Chaotian Taoist Temple, and also read some books passed down by the Chaotian Taoist Temple.

The contents of the book are obscure and difficult to understand, and sometimes it takes a long time to understand one sentence.

He has been here for nearly thirty years.

From the ignorant boy to the mature and steady man now, he seems to have the indifference as described by the Taoists, and has a broad-minded attitude towards all things.

But now, his heart was very restless.

Song Ming brought a plastic chair, put his legs together, put his hands on his knees, and sat in front of Lin Fan stiffly. He wanted to use his meager magic power to see if the person in front of him was an ordinary person.

But that little bit of magic power was lost after entering the opponent's body.

No fluctuation at all.

Lin Fan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and sighed, "The tea here is still delicious. The tea trees on the mountain are still preserved, right?"

Song Ming was shocked.

Those tea trees on the mountain.

There are indeed tea trees on the mountain of Chaotian Taoist Temple. They are thousands of years old and have always been well protected.

The other party also said that the tea here is still delicious.

The meaning revealed is very complicated.

"Excuse me, senior, are you really Xuan Dian?" Song Ming asked nervously and expectantly.

If that's true, it would be really scary.

The ancient people who lived thousands of years ago appeared in front of him. Even if he wanted all his brain cells to die, he might not be able to understand it clearly.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "You have some Taoist skills. You must be practicing the method of nourishing the mind with food."

As soon as these words came out.

Song Ming suddenly stood up and looked at Xuan Dian in front of him in horror. His legs couldn't help but tremble, and with a plop, he knelt in front of Lin Fan.

"Disciple Song Ming pays homage to the Taoist master."

At this moment, he was so excited that his body was shaking.

The fact that he knew the method of nourishing the mind by eating air explained everything. He had come to Chaotian Taoist Temple to relax and discovered this method accidentally. However, because it had been stored for too long, it had decayed badly and only the first few pages were intact.

He tried to take a look at it, and it took him several years to figure out the specific meaning of this method.

Then I started trying to practice.

It was not until he cultivated a little bit of magical power that he realized that this practice could actually be done.

"Get up."

Lin Fan whispered, and a magical force lifted him up to his knees. To Song Ming, the power covering him was amazing.

"Since you have practiced the 'Eating Qi to Nourish the Heart Method', why haven't you even reached the first level of Qi Refining yet?" Lin Fan asked.

Song Mingdao: "Replying to Daozu, I am a stupid disciple."

"Alas, this cannot be blamed on you. Forget it, it's good enough that you can cultivate magical powers. Are there any other practitioners nowadays besides you?" Lin Fan asked.

As for the inheritance of magic, the magic he left in Chaotian Taoist Temple is very complete, while the magic of the Wuwang Family that he destroyed may not be retained. As for the other Taoist friends who share the same ideals as him, their magic are incomplete.

As to whether it can be preserved, it is hard to say.

"Answering Taoist Master, I am not very clear about it, but a few years ago, a very outstanding young man came to Chaotian Taoist Temple. I saw him from afar at that time, and he seemed to notice me. He glanced at me and left." Song Ming told everything he remembered one by one.

Lin Fan pondered that the young man he described as being quite impressive might also be a cultivator. However, judging from the current situation, the number of cultivators in this world must be very small, and in terms of their cultivation level, most of them were probably the same as Song Ming.

If one has truly reached a high level of cultivation, he will be able to feel it.

Miaomiao asked, "Do you know Duoduo Mountain?"

Song Ming looked at the woman who was speaking and felt that she looked familiar, but he didn't have much impression of her. He shook his head and said, "I have never heard of Duoduo Mountain."

Miaomiao also misses her fellow tribesmen very much.

"Miao Miao, if you want to go back and take a look, then go back now." Lin Fan said.

Miaomiao shook her head and said, "Master, I don't want to go back yet. You can take me to see them when the time comes. Besides, it's been so long. Even if I go back, they may not remember me."

Time is a butcher's knife.

It can kill people beyond recognition.

"That's fine." Lin Fan thought about it and nodded.

At this time, Song Ming looked at Miaomiao in surprise. When he heard the word "Miaomiao", he suddenly remembered and asked nervously and tentatively: "Excuse me, are you Empress Miaomiao?"

"You know me?" Miaomiao was delighted. She didn't expect that the people here still remembered her. Now she has to absorb too much incense power every day. It is still a little difficult for her to find the incense power transmitted from here.

"Of course I know."

Song Ming didn't expect that this was actually Niang Miaomiao, the legendary deity. However, there are very few people who believe in Niang Miaomiao nowadays. It seems that a few hundred years ago, a national teacher appeared in history and started an activity to destroy the statues of gods. He smashed many statues and prohibited people from believing in them.

If discovered, everyone will be implicated.

Therefore, the deeds of Niangniang Miaomiao are rarely circulated.

The same is true for another queen named Daji.

As for why he knew this, it was because an archaeological team discovered the tomb of an ancient wealthy family and dug out two stone statues in the tomb.

The stone statue is lifelike and very exquisite.

From the clues left by the tomb owner, we learned that the two stone statues were one of Empress Daji and the other of Empress Miaomiao, both of whom were gods worshipped by this wealthy family.

He also said that the two goddesses were very effective.

Of course, in the view of the archaeological team, these are obviously the result of the ancients' ignorance and easy deception by charlatans, but no matter what, these are cultural relics and should naturally be placed in museums.

For a while, I don’t know if there was a promoter, but the two stone statues suddenly became popular. It seemed that some kind of technology was used to show the true appearance of the stone statues. Because they were so beautiful, they became popular all over the Internet.

He was bored in the Taoist temple on weekdays, so he naturally liked to watch videos and saw these contents.

Miaomiao asked: "Then why don't I feel any incense here?"

Song Ming was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to hide anything. He told everything that had happened.

"What a hateful state teacher, what a hateful fellow."

Upon learning of this, Miaomiao was so angry that she gritted her teeth and clenched her fists. She wished she could drag that national teacher out and give him a good beating.

What did I do to provoke you? You actually broke the believers' faith in me.

at this time.

Yu Haitao, who was working in the underworld, passed the message to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan released him.

Suddenly a person appeared out of nowhere, scaring Song Ming.

"Master, I found that I still have descendants alive. Can you let me go and see them?"

"Don't worry, I will take you back to have a look when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)